where (what) is place?

who (what) makes place?

who (why) are we

place?

By Lynne Sachs. LITTLE DID I KNOW how affected I would be by the hours we spent together turning the pages of her books.

By Nick Sturm. At one point there is this frenzied dialogue between a couple dozen characters where Plato walks in and talks about "wielding my cunt like the state.”

By Sophie Robinson. Cunt-Ups [is] cooler than porn, and more radical; a sexual universe in which everything is perverted by the random violence of desire and writing.

By Founding Editrix, Lee Ann Brown. I CREATED TENDER BUTTONS PRESS IN 1989 to publish the work I love and am inspired by and need to see in the world.

By Star Arkestress, Katy Bohinc. I HAVE A THEORY.

By Bernadette Mayer. All rights unreserved under International & Pan-American no-copyright no-conventions.

By Katy Bohinc. CAN LOVE, THINKING AS TWO, be enough to bond poetry which thinks as "elsewhere" and philosophy which thinks in distinctions?

By Laynie Browne. I WISHED TO LOCATE A FORM which would approach, and continue itself.

By Dodie Bellamy. THE BODY WITH ALL ORGANS SLITHERS and lunges through netsex, psychic oozings, alien invasion, and serial murder.

By Michelle Rollman. WHEN ROLLMAN PROPOSED her “sexy cats” concept to publishers in the early ‘90’s they said “but who likes sexy cats!?”

By Rosmarie Waldrop. THE LAW OF THE EXCLUDED MIDDLE is a venerable old law of logic. But much must be said against its claim that everything must be either true or false.

Bernadette Mayer’s Ars Poetica. All you really need to read to “get” contemporary poetry.

By Harryette Mullen. TRIMMINGS WAS FOR ME A WAY to think about women and language.

By Anne Waldman. I AM THE ONE writing to be more herself in the thought that all poems are invented by women.

By Bernadette Mayer. I DIDN’T REALIZE I HAD WRITTEN these sonnets much less that I had written them for such a long time…

By Katy Bohinc. THE IDEA OF CANON IS APPALLING TO BERNADETTE MAYER— a club she would not enter alone without her students, comrades and contemporaries.

By Bernadette Mayer. SINCE IT’S BEEN SO LONG since the sonnets have been published by Tender Buttons, I'll tell you what I've learned since: tender button is a euphemism for the clitoris;…